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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    hello to high and dry - Modicum Mortem
    #6
    Modicum Mortem is no fool, so when he sees how her face scrunches up in displeasure, he is aware his words have struck some sort of nerve. His brow raises, and he lets out a haughty snort. She did not know what he was capable of - she knew nothing of the world but having it handed to her on a golden platter. She was young, naive, and helplessly misinformed about the evils around her. He certainly couldn’t have that in his kingdom, could he?

    “Tsk tsk tsk,” He states, eyes leering into her. “Wrong answer.” There is a moment where he pauses, nostrils flaring as he lets his anger build...

    @[Lepis] okay so I’m leaving this open ended so I can ask if he can punish her or just say mean things. Up to you, either way it’ll keep the plot super dramatic. Smile
     

    |Proceed with Caution|


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    hello to high and dry - Modicum Mortem - by Lepis - 04-16-2018, 04:06 PM
    RE: hello to high and dry - Modicum Mortem - by Modicum Mortem - 04-19-2018, 08:50 PM



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